Chapter Fifty-Eight: I Mean That Maserati

Since it was Zhao Wenjia who was the first to move his mouth, then Lin Ye was naturally unceremoniously, when Zhao Wenjia said this sentence and wanted to sit in the driver's seat and drive honestly, Lin Ye took her over, and then printed it directly on her mouth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fragrant, delicate, thin.

In an instant, Lin Ye's entire body froze, and he felt Zhao Wenjia's fragrant lips fixedly.

Zhao Wenjia's whole person was also sluggish, looking at Lin Ye indifferently and letting him kiss him.

After a long while, Zhao Wenjia gently pushed Lin Ye's chest before pushing Lin Ye in front of her.

"Scoundrel!"

Zhao Wenjia's face was ruddy, and he said softly.

Fortunately, it was in the car, and no one saw it.

Lin Ye touched the corners of his mouth, lying on the side and chuckling.

It feels so good just to kiss the mouth, so what does the legendary kissing feel like?

Lin Ye was extremely curious.

However, at this time, it is obviously difficult to continue to experience it on Zhao Wenjia's body.

Maserati has started, Zhao Wenjia lightly manipulated the head of the car, and then merged into the traffic of the provincial capital, the sapphire blue Maserati has become the most conspicuous scenery in the many traffic.

Li Piaoyu from the Motor City called and said that all the formalities for the Bentley had been completed and he could go over to pick it up at any time.

Lin Ye also couldn't wait to drive the vehicle for a good run.

Coming to the Motor City, Lin Ye completed various handover procedures, then sat directly on the car, started gently, and then drove the car out of the Motor City steadily.

"Shall we go straight back to the mountain city?"

Zhao Wenjia said to Lin Ye.

At this moment, Lin Ye's idea of purchasing a car has been realized, and it can be said that he has completed the biggest goal of coming to the provincial capital, and there is nothing to do in the provincial capital, so Zhao Wenjia has this question.

"Wait a minute."

Lin Ye said to Zhao Wenjia: "Since you are going back, then bring more things, I still have to buy some things for my parents and grandfather, and stay with me for another afternoon." ”

Regarding Lin Ye's request, Zhao Wenjia naturally nodded and agreed.

As the host of the TV station in Shancheng, in addition to the evening party that some units need to host, Zhao Wenjia also has a lot of leisure time.

The two of them wandered around the provincial city for most of the day, Lin Ye bought some good clothes for his parents and grandfather, and also moved two boxes of good wine for his father, who likes to drink, and then finally chose to drive the vehicle to the mountain city.

Along the way, Lin Ye was not in a hurry, and always kept Zhao Wenjia's car in the rear mirror, and it was not until the sky was dark that the two drove the car back to the mountain city.

After sitting together for dinner, Lin Ye directly transferred 500,000 yuan to Zhao Wenjia and asked her to use it for daily expenses.

For this money, Zhao Wenjia took it silently.

After kissing Zhao Wenjia's mouth for the last time, Lin Ye drove the Bentley in the direction of Xiaochi Town.

Zhao Wenjia breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head to look at the Maserati that Lin Ye bought for her, got into the car, started the car, and drove in the direction of her home.

Zhao Wenjia's father is a person in the unit, and the house is the family building built by the unit, in addition to Zhao Wenjia and her father, there is also a new stepmother in the house, and a younger sister who came with the stepmother.

The stepmother's age is about the same as Zhao Wenjia's father, and the younger sister who followed her is five or six years younger than Zhao Wenjia, but she is about the same age as Lin Ye, and Lin Ye dropped out of school because of family conditions, she was not admitted to college, and she was idle at home at this time.

The stepmother is okay, after coming to this house, she will clean up the house neatly and orderly, as for this sister, she has to make some trouble at home every day, obviously she is eighteen or nineteen years old, but she is like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl who is in a rebellious period. It's just that this stepmother is very doting on her, she can't beat or scold, because she has raised this princess disease.

Parking the car in her parking space, Zhao Wenjia looked left and right, and saw that her other car, that is, the Buick she drove in the past, was not parked nearby.

It should have been her annoying sister who drove out.

Zhao Wenjia didn't care, and moved the clothes, accessories, shoes, and cosmetics that Lin Ye bought for her to the upstairs of her house in batches, and went down two or three times in a row before she completely finished the things.

"Jiajia, you're back."

When Zhao Wenjia was fiddling with these things in his room, the door of the house was opened, and a middle-aged woman walked in, and after seeing the shoes on the ground, she immediately knew that Zhao Wenjia was back, and hurriedly shouted.

"Oh, Aunt Zhang, I'm at home."

Zhao Wenjia went out to say hello to the stepmother, and then continued to return to her room.

Although Zhao Wenjia's father had already asked Zhao Wenjia to change his name to his mother, Zhao Wenjia had never been able to call him, but this stepmother was also a reasonable person and did not force this.

"Wen Jia, what did you do in the provincial capital last night, you went for a day and a half, and you didn't work at the TV station today, your father called your leader, but you didn't say you were on a business trip."

Zhao Wenjia's stepmother took off her shoes at the door and asked Zhao Wenjia, "Could it be that she is still hiding from that Hong ...... What's going on? ”

Zhao Wenjia is also twenty-five years old at this time, and her lifelong event is also the primary issue in this family, but Zhao Wenjia is not in a hurry about it at all, so that Zhao Wenjia's father and this stepmother have no way.

"You're talking about Hong Dewu, now he won't pester me anymore."

Zhao Wenjia's voice came from inside the room.

Zhao Wenjia also had some suitors before, but these suitors were picked up by Hong Dewu one by one, and then in the absence of competitors, Hong Dewu thought that Zhao Wenjia was definitely going to fall into his hands, who knew that a forest leaf would emerge.

"According to me, although that Xiaohong is not very good-looking, he is still quite polite, and the conditions of the family are good, if you really marry him, you will not be poor."

Aunt Zhang began her daily chatter and said: "If you don't like that Xiaohong, in the supermarket where I work, there are still a few that are also in good condition, or the ones that your father told you are all in the mountain city, stable and stable." ”

"Aunt Zhang, don't continue to talk about these things, I know it in my heart."

Zhao Wenjia's voice came from the room and said, "I'm trying to date a ...... now."

There was silence in the living room.

"Bang dang."

Zhao Wenjia's bedroom door was pushed open, and the slightly chubby Aunt Zhang suddenly appeared at the door, looked at Zhao Wenjia who was hanging up her clothes, and hurriedly asked, "How old are you?" Where do you live? What profession? Is there a house in the mountain town? ”

"Forehead ......"

Zhao Wenjia looked at the eager Aunt Zhang and smiled helplessly.

It's true that he and Lin Ye are trying to get along, and the Maserati is back, so there's no way to hide it.

The door to the living room was twisted again.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two consecutive shoe kicks, followed by a girl's dissatisfied voice in the living room.

"I'm so angry, why are people so unqualified now! I drove to the south of the city to meet my friends, and when I came back, someone dared to occupy my parking space! Still a Maserati! ”

When the girl said this, she looked angry and shouted: "In the compound of our unit, parking such a car is clearly here to give gifts!" I don't know who dares to accept this gift, and I don't know if it's going to be cracked down on now! I don't know if the director is my dad! ”

"I stopped the car behind him and waited for him to come out, I had to teach him a lesson!"

Zhao Wenjia shook his head, sighed, and said, "Qingquan, that's my car." ”

"I know it's your car, you don't need to tell me that!"

Zhao Wenjia's girl named Qingquan waved her hand and said, "I didn't fight with you for this vehicle, anyway, after you get married, this car will be mine!" ”

Qingquan also thought that Zhao Wenjia was talking about the Buick she drove.

"I mean that Maserati!"

Zhao Wenjia said.

"Huh?"